You’re Twelve Years Old, What Do You Mean...?

You’re twelve years old,” what do you mean you’re too old to jump rope?”
No, you’re too young to deep throat.


You’re rushing yourself.
You don’t want to need drugs to cope.


There is only one that can fully construct that boat.


In the meantime you’ll be patched up and pacified.
Some may tell you the truth will you believe it you’ve heard so many lies


Weighed down because of soul ties.
We’ve all traveled a compromising path, spiritually unsupervised.


We’re attracted to the baby makers, the emotionally detached, the heart breakers, that tell us let’s do this now and I’ll love you later.


We become drawn in by our own pretending and find ourselves subconsciously submitting.
The shoe that you are trying to wear doesn’t seem to be fitting.


They’ll slide off and cause you to trip.
Take time to learn and observe then let the words flow from your lips.


The throwing of your hips, just quit.


I don’t know if you were told, but there is a time limited on being a hottie.


Don’t wear out your body
And leave your emotions in a mess.


Strenuous on one’s mind is that thing known as regret.


In some respects, I believe that youth is wasted on the young.


I urge you to take a walk, ride a bike, go for a run.


Don’t open that door that gives all access to your heart, soul, spirit, and mind.
Yes. It is a challenge to tame and takes a conscience effort to keep in check.


Don’t give him none.
Don’t give him it.
Resist!


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